Isn’t Spring the perfect season for preparations?
I am an indifferent housekeeper most of the year, but there’s something about spring cleaning that resonates with me. While cloth ideas are tumbling around in my thoughts, I find the rhythm of cleaning and polishing sends me into that light trance state where my best cloth ideas are born.
Is there enough scrap? I’m fearful that I may not have enough silk to make something interesting in the next workshop with Jude Hill. It’s going to be a small garment, perhaps using one meter of cloth. I don’t quite know its story yet. What is here that I would honor in a piece of cloth?
What is in my heart that I would honor in a piece of cloth?
- the moment. this one. the one they call Now
Questions and questions. Only one picture today. I don’t know what half of these things really look like.